Testi:
Turner

Juste une derniere danse, une derniere ambiance Juste un regard, meme s'il est trop tard Je te veux, je pense a nous deux Reviens-moi et ca ira mieux

Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you And what it is that surprises me is that I don't really want you to And your shoulders

It's like you're trying to get to heaven in a hurry And the queue was shorter than you thought it would be And the doorman says, "you need to get a wristband

I'm not the kind of fool who's gonna sit and sing to you about stars, girl but last night i looked up into the dark half of the blue and they'd gone

I'm not the kind of fool who's gonna sit and sing to you, about stars, girl. But last night I looked up into the dark half of the blue, and they

sad I'll come back again I joke about trash cause it takes class to be enlightened So several decades have gone by I am still sitting by his side I turn the pages faithfully He turns

moons, I've made a solemn vow, I need the kiss of Kathleen Turner right now I need the kiss of Kathleen Turner right now Smack in the middle, smack

I have to admit that I am one of the many Who thought that a guitar would win him a lady. My teenage years, they were a feminine drought, And I thought

keep? I keep trying to keep you up, but you keep on falling asleep. And all the promises we made were painful and untrue, But for better or for worse, I am turning